The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1887-06-12
THE POWER OF AN ACTOR.
The Girls Who Admire the Leading
Actors in New York

Actors in New York
NEW YORK, June 11-No better illustra-
ton of what good actors can do for play
has occurred recently than "Hypocrite" fur
nlshes at the Fourteenth Street Theatre. The
play was written by the obtrusive and noisy
John A. Stevens and another man. The
other mans name escapes me. So it does
every one else. 1t is lost in the redundancy
force and notoriety of John A. Stevens. The
dramatic critics gave the play such twisting
and scorching hot condemnation and abuse
that the theatre has been crowded to the
doors ever since the first night "Hypo-
critic" came very near being great play. 1t
is the story ''Othello" reversed. The sche-
mer, plotter and villain is a mulatto who
hates his master and first poisons his bene-
factors mind against his wife and then at
tempts to poison him. There is no end of
striking situations, scene with a maniac
and violent death. What makes the pro-
duction remarkable is the excellence of the
cast There are three leading men in the
principal parts-Osmund Tearle, Herbert
Kelsey and Newton Gotthold The occasion
offers an admirable opportunity to compare
them. The honors for force and power fall
to Mr.. Gotthold, but Kelsey is in excellent
form, and Tearle has gained muchin grace
in America and England. The audience
was three-quarters feminine. In many in
stances there were three or four women in
party, with only small boy or prodig-
Iously sleepy old gentleman for an escort.
The women were always armed with opera
glasses.
Can anyone explain the extraordinary
charm that the fashionable leading men
exert! New York is still talking of the Kyrle
RnllXU fQpnvxpl1 hn oaf,N oENI i H.
women. 1t was the occasion of his last matt
nee before he sailed for England The COM
pany was playing in Days Theatre, and
after the performance the actors hurried
home to dinner. The stage entrance of the
theatre is on Sixth avenue, in a neigh
borhood that is famous for brawls and
houses of unsavory reputation. Bellew was
tardy. 1t was quite late when he finally
strobe out of the stage door and started back
abashed. There were three hundred women
crowding around the door waiting to get
last look at the idol. Across the street were
more, and there were little groups of silly
and shameless feminine fools scattered
about. Further along they stood waiting on
the corners to see him pass by. Were they
ladiesa Every woman is a lady" in Ameri-
ca, suppose. All of the love sick Great
lures in that mob were well dressed-many
of them magniicently so-and they seemed
seen SO many distinctively handsome girls.
Very few were beyond 20 years of age,
though here and there were dried and eager
spinisters beside themselves with excite
ment. Bellew started out again. The wom-
en- pressed towards him. Their eyes fairly
started from their heads as they glared into
the actors face. He scowled, and, stepping
back again, caught the eye of cabman
who was watching the scene from afar with
a look of blank amazement The cab rolled
up to the gutter, Mr.. Bellew made his way
rapidly through the crowd Of yearning crea-
lures, and jumping in slammed the door and
yanked the curtain down.
"Where to, sirr' beloved the driver
through the roof.
Anywhere" came from a voice within
that was surcharged with anguish. "Any-
where, but for the love of heaven get me
away from these thingsl"
The cab rolled around the corner and the
women, looking monstrously unhappy,
drifted away amid the jibes and jeers Of the
crowd BLAKELY HALL